AN: What's this? Two updates in a row? Yep. Cause I barely get any time to write and you guys have been waiting patiently I figured I'd write another chapter while I had a chance. ENJOY.

WARNINGS: Language, slight violence, self harm.

Disclaimer: SM owns.

The echoes of many destructive words,

of betrayals cruel and hard to forgive

reverberate throughout my mind,

where their poison kills my will to live.

Suspension: Day One

~*~

The first day back at school after my birthday I got suspended for punching Mike Newton in the face I guess I should have been lucky I didn't get charged with assault considering the fact his nose had been broken rather badly, thank god for Bella.

I was getting out of my Mustang when Mike Newton pulled up beside me.

"Nice car Whitlock." He sneered, deliberately calling me by my original surname. "Who'd you kill to get it? Esme?"

Emmett took a step towards him, clenching his fists. "Shut the fuck up Newton."

"Oh come on Emmett, you know it's true, Whitlock would kill his own mother for money, oh that's right, he already did." Mike started to laugh at his attempt at a joke when Emmett stepped forward. However it wasn't Emmett's fist that connected.

I stood over Mike as he lay on the ground holding his bleeding nose. "Shut the fuck up Newton, I don't need to be Emmett's size to put you on your ass." With a kick to his ribs that left him coughing and choking on the blood from his nose I turned and walked into the school, Emmett by my side laughing at the look on Newton's face when I hit him.

I'd been on class ten minutes when the call came from the principle's office, Emmett and I were called down there to give our side of the story. When we got up and left the room, Bella followed.

"What are you doing?" I asked her as she walked alongside us.

"I saw it too, he deserved it. You're 18 now Jasper, my dad will be here to arrest you." She had a determined look on her face and I knew her well enough to just give up and let her follow.

Reaching the principle's office we were told to sit and wait until we were called in. As I sat down Emmett chuckled. Looking up I saw Mike leaving the nurses office with his mother, her arms were around him as he sobbed choking back a laugh of my own I quickly turned my attention to the door that had just opened on my left.

"Come in Jasper, Emmett. Chief Swan would like a word with you." The principal called.

Bella followed us into his office and sat down, ignoring the disapproving look her father sent her.

"Bella, go back to class." The principal and Charlie said together.

"No. I saw it too; I was right behind Jasper's car. I heard what Mike said. If Jasper hadn't been the one decked him. Emmett, Edward, Rosalie or myself would have. Mike should be feeling lucky that we thought a broken nose was enough and left him there." Bella was pissed. I was a little scared of her.

Charlie sighed. "What was said that was so bad?"

We all started talking at once.

"He said that Jasper was a murderer."

"He said Jasper killed his parents."

"He laughed about my parent's deaths."

Charlie looked between us all. "What? One at a time. Bella, you start seeing as you insisted you be here too."

"Jasper was getting out of his car and Edward and I were coming over to say hi when Mike pulled up beside him and said something along the lines of 'nice car, who'd you kill to get it?' then he implied Jasper would kill Carlisle or Esme. Emmett told him to shut up but he kept going. He said that Jasper would kill his own mother for money then laughed and said 'oh yeah, he already did.'"

The principal and Charlie looked shocked. "Is this true?" Charlie asked Emmett and me. We nodded.

"I'm going to have to issue you a warning Jasper." He looked at me and shook his head. "I won't charge you because to be honest, I kind of want to hit the kid myself now."

We all laughed, relieved that I wouldn't be getting taken out of here in handcuffs.

"Jasper, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to suspend you for a week." The principal muttered, looking less than happy about that fact. "This school has a no violence policy and considering you broke the kid's nose…" He trailed off and shrugged apologetically at me.

"I understand." I muttered, feeling awful because now Carlisle and Esme would have to be involved and I'd fucked up again. I was the worst son ever.

Carlisle and Esme weren't really all that mad at me, they took away my cell phone for a month and I wasn't allowed to go out during school hours while at home for the suspension, though how they were going to make sure I stayed at home was beyond me, considering Esme was in Seattle all week doing the interior design for some rich banker's house and Carlisle was working.

Trust. My mind shrieked at me. They TRUST you.

~*~

Day One

6:30 AM: I woke up with my alarm blaring in my ear. Carlisle had told me I was to get up the same time I normally do, that this was a punishment not an excuse to sleep all day. Batting at the alarm I groaned and rolled over, staring at the ceiling and wondering how the hell I was going to spend my time today.

7 AM: I finally heaved myself out of bed and headed for the shower. Standing under the hot spray I looked down at the scars on my chest and arms, seeing each one as a punishment for my actions, a punishment for being a bad son to my real parents.

Leaning out of the shower I grabbed my razor from the sink, I was a bad son to my real parents and now I'm a bad son to the parents who took me in, knowing what a monster I was. I positioned the razor against my skin and dragged it across, watching as the skin split and the blood escaped.

8 AM: After finding a bandage to wrap around the cuts on my arm that wouldn't stop bleeding I pulled on a black button down and some jeans. Making my way to the kitchen I noticed that Maria's car was in my driveway.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her as I opened the front door to find her standing on the porch.

"Can't I come see my main man on a whim?" She laughed. "I heard you got suspended. I was coming to pick you up; we can go to my place." She looked me up and down hungrily.

"I'm stuck here until school lets out." I replied, disappointed that I had to turn her down.

"Why?"

"This is a punishment, Jasper. Not a holiday." I imitated Carlisle's voice.

"Well, you might not be able to leave, but they never said I couldn't come here, did they?" Maria asked, winking as she stepped inside.

I shrugged then turned to close the door behind her. Once the door was closed she pressed me against it fusing her lips to mine in a rough kiss.

11 AM: I leaned over Maria's naked body and reached for the bottle of whiskey we'd filched out of Carlisle's study. Taking a swig I offered it to Maria who shook her head and slid down the bed to take my cock in her mouth again. I groaned at the sensation her tongue ring made as she ran her tongue along my shaft. That girl had some serious talent.

1 PM: The whiskey bottle was empty and Maria was passed out beside me on my bed. We'd christened every room in the house but Carlisle and Esme's and I was feeling pretty fucking good. I leaned over and set the alarm for 3 so Maria could leave before Emmett got home, before leaning back and closing my eyes.

3:30PM: Maria had just left and Emmett's jeep was coming up the drive now. I'd stashed the empty whisky bottle and gotten dressed. Lying in my bed I thought about Maria's reaction to my fresh cuts. "You don't need to hurt yourself, cowboy." She'd said. "I can get you something to make the pain go away." She obviously meant drugs. I couldn't take drugs, could I?

5 PM: I'd borrowed Emmett's phone to call Maria, though he didn't know this as he was too busy with Rosalie to notice that he'd left it downstairs.

"Hey it's Jasper, bring some tomorrow. Ok?"

"Sure thing, cowboy. It'll take away ALL your pain, I promise." She hung up quickly and I was left saying good bye to the dial tone again.

AN: So... I was listening to Twilight (The Score) while I wrote this cause Jasmine sleeps better when it's on... But I noticed how similar all the songs are. Lol.

Now the drama just begins. Buckle up for a bumpy ride.

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